Yes, having first blushed and been angry when her brother told her he used to sneak into her bedroom and pull her worn knickers out of her laundry bas...et, and smell her body on them as he masturbated, Carole calmed down considerably in her bed that night, and said her hand slipped down between her legs, and she began to play with herself. She kept thinking of her brother's dick, and how it went from limp to stiff as she watched him rubbing himself in front of her; her heart pounded as she. We chatted for another while and I said I had to go to bed as I had a meeting in the morning and had to be fresh for it.She said she would go to her room too. She stood up and wobbled a bit and burst into a fit of giggles saying I had gotten her drunk.I offered my elbow to walk her to the lift. She was very unsteady walking and was leaning against me as we waited for and then stood in the lift. We were alone in the lift - she leaning into me looking at our reflection in the mirror.I. ” Maddy felt the fingers pop out and the greased up end of the baster enter her. The measuring marks were surprisingly pleasurable and although the baster was larger than two fingers it slid in easily enough. Soon only the rubber bulb was sticking out of her. Doug leaned back and Maddy released her lips. She felt full and like she needed to poo. “Some new house rules while I train you. Today it's the baster, who knows what it’ll be tomorrow, but whatever I put up your ass stays there. If you. ”And then he stabs me in the heart.“Would you LIKE to ride in a helicopter?”You know that he phrased that question wrong. She straightened him right out.“I’d like a chance to FLY a helicopter.”And I’m thinking, ‘No, Cindy, we do NOT have a case for a helicopter. They’re noisy, slow, and expensive.’But ol’ Bjorn, who just fell off my ‘nice guy’ stack, says, “I think we have one that is coming off maintenance. Let me make a phone call.”His conversation was in Norsk. I understood nothing. He did,.